Full Time Care

Things are slowly getting back to ‘normal’ here, not that normal in this case is very normal at all, but you know what I mean. My partner managed to do her workout today, which is excellent, but still has that bizarre obsession in her head: that her parents are going to appear on our doorstep. I don’t get it. I mean, she’s not a raving lunatic or anything, but she just can’t let that go. Thankfully, rather than turning to a bottle, she went to bed.

So I went off into town this afternoon to do some food shopping and drop off a letter for our government benefits. Here in the UK it’s all centralised these days, and the system sucks. I can say that with a small amount of authority, since the job I just lost was… processing claims for benefits!

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